Push The Eagle's Stomach Lyrics - Man Man

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I don't wanna know your name (my vice grips)
I don't wanna know your name (bad vice cops)
I don't wanna know your name (the prescription doesn't scan)
We start shrinking
When we hit that grill you know we will
Please don't beat around the black jack night
Outta time don't beat around the black jack night
Outta time don't beat around the black jack night
Outta time don't beat around the black jack night


Black Jack Night
Black Jack Night
Black Jack Night
Black Jack Night
Black Jack Night
Black Jack Night
Black Jack Night
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Black Jack Night

My leg breaks faster than yours
My face looks better than yours
My beat is longer than yours
My brown eye's blacker than yours

Mustache, Mustache, Mustache, Mustache, Mustache.
Mustache, Mustache, Mustache, Mustache, Mustache.
Mustache, Mustache, Mustache, Mustache, Mustache.
Mustache, Mustache, Mustache, Mustache, Mustache.

The Gun is not my Son
The Gun is not my Son
The Gun is not my Son
The Gun is not my Son
The Gun is not my Son

Don't beat around the Black Jack Night
I wanna slay my mustache right
I wanna see my hand in light
I don't wanna be the Son of sound



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